Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
No one can find the edges of the One — it's beyond reaching, beyond figuring out, with no boundary anywhere.
And yet, out of pure mercy, it draws us in and makes us one with itself. Through the **Word** we hold it in mind, and in serving that Word, a deep peace settles in.
This one says we can never reach the edge of the One, but the One reaches down and gathers us in.
Agam agochar mit nahee paa-ee — the limits of the One cannot be found. Agam means out of reach. Agochar means beyond what our senses and minds can grasp. Search as long and as cleverly as you like; you'll never find the edge of the One, because there isn't one. Admitting that honestly is where real respect begins.
Then, against all that hugeness, comes the most tender turn: apnee kirpaa karahi toon laihi milaa-ee — by Your mercy, You bring us into Yourself. Here the puzzle of the song is solved. The One you can never reach by your own effort reaches you, by mercy. You can't climb up to the endless One. The endless One bends down to pick you up. Like a parent lifting a small child who can't reach the top shelf. What's impossible from below is freely given from above.
The last line names the bridge between the out-of-reach One and a small human heart: pooray gur kai sabad Dhi-aa-ee-ai — through the shabad, the Word of the Perfect Guru, we hold the One in mind. We can't see the One directly, but we can hold the Word. The Word doesn't shrink the One down to our size. It gives us something true to hold while mercy does its work. And sabad sayv sukh paavani-aa — serving the Word, we find sukh, peace. It is the deep peace of a soul that has stopped trying to grab what can only be received.
Where in your life are you straining to reach something that might only ever come to you as a gift?
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